My leisurely life live in the countryside

Chapter 235 Not a Good Thing

Lin Huan froze for a moment, then said in a daze, "Lin, Lin Yang, what's the problem?"

Chen Shaobing snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "What the hell, why is there him everywhere!"

Lin Huan asked in surprise: "Mr. Chen, do you know him?"

"There is a holiday, this kid is too crazy!" When Chen Shaobing mentioned Lin Yang, his face was full of anger, and he said, "However, his good days are coming to an end soon!"

Chen Shaobing thought of Liu Lei's plan, and a stern look flashed across his eyes.

Lin Huan was overjoyed, and thought to himself: "Lin Yang? An anchor really doesn't know how powerful the world is, and Chen Shaobing will mess with it."

"Then, Mr. Chen, are you still looking for him?" Lin Huan asked.

"Go, of course." Chen Shaobing said as a matter of course: "The labor and management will go to dampen his spirit today! As for those villagers, aren't they easy to catch?"

"Okay, shall we go now or tomorrow?" Lin Huan asked.

"Now!" Chen Shaobing said: "Lao and management must give him a good look!"

"Okay!" Lin Huan was overjoyed, and said to himself, "Lin Yang, you don't blame me for not knowing your own life!"

The two immediately drove to Jing'an Village.

But at this moment, at the entrance of Jing'an Village, the villagers are all gathered around the entrance of the village.

At the entrance of the village, on a cuboid stone tablet, there are three large characters engraved in Song Dynasty - Jing'an Village!

A group of villagers gathered around the stele, discussing beamingly.

"This stele is not bad. Our small village is getting more and more decent." The aunt said, knocking on the melon seeds.

"This is what a village looks like. Our village in the past was isolated from the world and had no roads. If it weren't for Village Chief Lin Yang, where would our village be today?"

"That's right, thanks to Village Chief Lin Yang, otherwise our fields would have been robbed a few days ago."

Listening to the villagers' discussion, the village head laughed, tapped the cigarette stick on the stone tablet, and joked to Lin Yang: "Yangyang, did you see that? You are the village head, and everyone expects you."

"Village chief, uncle, aunt, you should call me Yangyang, don't call me village chief, it's weird." Lin Yang said a little embarrassed.

"Hahaha, Village Chief Lin Yang, you will be the one who decides all the big and small things in our village from now on. It's shameful for us to call you Yangyang again."

The second uncle smiled heartily, patted Lin Yang on the shoulder, and said gratefully: "Besides, our village owes you a lot, otherwise I really don't know what to do with the incident a few days ago."

"Second Uncle, these are my duties. I am from our village, so it is only natural to contribute." Lin Yang said from the bottom of his heart.

Just when everyone was praising Lin Yang like stars and moons, there was a roar of a car.

When everyone looked back, a black Mercedes-Benz was driving towards the village at a high speed, raising a cloud of dust.

The villagers frowned as they looked at the car.

The second uncle frowned, and said with disgust: "Why is this kid here again? Didn't you promise to come tomorrow?"

"In my opinion, this kid still has the idea of ​​our farm." The village head smoked his cigarette, sighed, and said, "Young Lin Huan, why did you think so?"

Lin Yang frowned slightly, and said, "Second Uncle, the village chief, let me tell them, but it's your choice whether to sell the land or not."

"Sell the land? How is it possible to sell it? Why would you use the fields left by our ancestors for a one-time business?" the village chief said emotionally.

"Yangyang, go up and talk to him, explain your attitude to him, we are peasants, we don't know how to sell land!"

The village chief's tone was resolute, and his attitude was even more resolute, with every word sonorous and forceful.

The second uncle patted his chest and said: "A few days ago, we just kept the field with our lives, and now we sell it in a blink of an eye? Impossible!"

The attitudes of the second uncle and the old village head were very clear. Lin Yang looked at the other villagers and asked, "What do you think? Do you want to sell it?"

One kind of villagers looked at each other and said: "Don't sell it, don't sell it, don't say that this land is for future business, even this one-off business is too bad."

"That's right, how can the land passed down from our ancestors be sold so easily?"

"That's right, I'm determined not to sell it. After we sell it, what will we use to make money for food?"

The attitude of the villagers was clear and they unanimously decided not to sell it.

"Okay, then I'll talk to him." Lin Yang said.

"What are you talking about? Village Chief Lin Yang, it seems that you, the village chief, are doing quite well."

The car door opened, and Chen Shaobing swaggered out of the car.

He is tall and straight, wearing expensive shirts and suits, which fit exceptionally well. He has a watch on his hand, which shines in the afterglow of the setting sun. He wears sunglasses and looks aloof.

Lin Huan also took the woman out of the car, with a playful smile on his face.

"Lin Yang, what? What do you want to talk to us about?" Lin Huan leaned on the car and lit a cigarette, and asked jokingly.

"If you are here to sell the land, the villagers have already said, don't sell it." Lin Yang put his hands in his pockets, looked at the two of them calmly, and spoke firmly.

"Everyone, I still want to buy your land this time, but! I really want you to get rich. There are other ways to make a lot of money. What kind of land do you plant?"

Lin Huan spread his hands, and said in a loud voice, as a matter of course.

"Lin Huan, after all, you came out of our village. You fooled people into us elders? Isn't it appropriate?" Second Uncle said with a straight face and a serious face.

Lin Huan opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but when he saw Lin Miaomiao beside Lin Yang, he changed the subject and sneered.

"Second Uncle, well, I won't say much, let Mr. Chen tell you." Lin Huan raised his head, his nostrils turned up, and said proudly: "Do you know who this Mr. Chen is?"

Before the villagers could speak, Lin Huan said to himself: "Let me tell you, Mr. Chen is a shareholder of Anhe Culture! His family is doing big business in the imperial capital, an investment company, understand?"

"Villagers, elders, we, Lin Huan, are also people who only know how to repay favors. I asked Mr. Chen to come here today not only to buy land at a high price, but also to introduce jobs to you!"

As soon as the words fell, the villagers were blindfolded.

Everyone doesn't know what investment salary is, but when they hear that it's a big business in the imperial capital, they think it's unusual.

For a while, the villagers talked a lot, saying everything.

The second uncle frowned, and asked Lin Yang, "Yangyang, what kind of medicine do you think this kid sells in the gourd?"

Lin Yang shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I know this Chen Shaobing. He is not a good guy. I guess he is fooling everyone."

"Hey, Lin Yang, don't talk nonsense, what do you mean I'm not a good thing? Why do you say that!" Chen Shaobing took off his sunglasses, pointed at Lin Yang, and questioned angrily.

(End of this chapter)